Monologue

Tom Monologue from Mary's Wedding

From Mary's Wedding by Gilbert Cannan

male · dark · 33 sec

'Tis when the rain comes and t' clouds come low an' black on the fells and the cold damp eats into a man's bones that the fearful thoughts come to 'im that must be drowned or 'im go mad—an' only the foreigners like me or them as 'as foreign blood new in 'em can 'old out again it; 'tis the curse o' livin' too long between two lines o' 'ills.

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